When Zhang Yuan casually opened the door of Hong Jinqiu's locked room and walked into the room, the little sister was not at all curious about how Zhang Yuan came in. She just looked back, then shrank her legs and hugged them with her arms. With his knees close together, he put his graceful chin on his knees.
There was no light in the room, but it was not dark. The faint moonlight came in, making it seem a little cold in the room, and it also showed Hong Jinqiu's indifferent and lonely.
"What's wrong? Feeling, all in wa
not good? "Zhang Yuan closed the hem of his pajamas with his hands, and sat on the floor next to Hong Jinqiu, looking up at the bright moon.
Hong Jinqiu hugged his knees tighter, but he didn't reply.
Actually, Zhang Yuan came in at this time and didn’t have any ambitions. From today’s incident, he has only a little thoughts about the little sister, and just now he got thirteen sisters, so he has basically given up. Hong Jinqiu. , All in wa
Now that he comes in to comfort the little Taimei, it is definitely a responsibility to be Hong Jinqiu's cheap father in the future.
But unexpectedly, when Zhang Yuan just wanted to say something more, Hong Jinqiu suddenly loosened his body, tilted his head, and put his beautiful little head on Zhang Yuan's shoulder.
"Don't talk, let me think about it." Hong Jinqiu said very softly, as if she was afraid that she would startle the shy Mingyue.
Zhang Yuan sighed, did not speak, his nose was filled with the faint fragrance of Hong Jinqiu's hair.
Fragrant, but very sultry.
This quiet night, in a room with no lights, soft moonlight, two people sitting on the floor next to each other... How romantic and romantic the scene is.
Zhang Yuan is a little helpless, beauty, I'm here to comfort my daughter, not to talk about love.
But he couldn't say these things, and he didn't want to disturb the rare peace after the storm.
The moon is really round, and Hong Jinqiu is really gentle, which makes Zhang Yuan want to go wrong again. It would be great if Xiaotaimei could always be so gentle.
Although Hong Jinqiu said not to talk, she was not a person who likes to shut up. After a while, she finally started to talk, but that...not annoying.
"Thank you, Zhang Yuan."
"Well, it's okay."
There was another silence, but in the silence, Hong Jinqiu's little head rubbed against Zhang Yuan's shoulder, causing his heart to move.
Beauty, stop rubbing, brother, I don’t have much control, just ate your mother, don’t lead your buddies to make mistakes.
"Am I bad?" Hong Jinqiu asked softly again suddenly.
Zhang Yuan didn't answer, even if it was acquiescence, beauty, you are really bad, bad buddy, I have decided to give up on you.
"Oh..." Hong Jinqiu sighed very bitterly. She bit her lip and said again, "Actually, I also hate myself for being bad-tempered, carefree, and like impulsiveness. I know everything without considering the consequences, but I can't change it. I really don't want that."
Although Zhang Yuan has resentment towards her, but seeing her self-examination so deeply and so faintly resentful, she can't bear to make accusations.
"It's easy to do if you know a mistake. You're most afraid of making a mistake. If you don't know it, that's the most terrible thing." Zhang Yuan started to comfort.
"I grew up with my mother. My dad and his family rarely visit me. My mother is also busy. Sometimes I don’t see one side for a week. After school, my classmates are all picked up by parents, but I am A bunch of gangsters came to pick them up. Those gangsters were all under my mother. They listened to me, so my relationship with my classmates was not good. They all said that I was a family gangster, so I quarreled with them. If it's noisy, I let the gangsters beat them halfway, smash their glass, poke the tires of their car..."
Hong Jinqiu talked intermittently, with a faint tone, and there were happiness, troubles, and sorrows in his memories. Zhang Yuan saw the whole process of a little girl growing into a gangster after his parents divorced, and he also knew that Xiaolong was indeed like her. Like my brother, he can understand the origin of her character, and Zhang Yuan understands that Xiaolong's death made Hong Jinqiu mad.
"When I was a child, I used to get into trouble. Those classmates were so bad that they always behaved like me on the surface. They played conspiracies and tricks behind them, and even set up traps to make me betray. It's very stupid." Hong Jinqiu's head left Zhang Yuan's shoulders and looked down at his knees.
"Actually, you are not stupid..." Without the support of a beauty, he couldn't smell the faint scent, which made Zhang Yuan a little disappointed. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to embrace Hong Jinqiu's small waist. The waist of Xiaotaimei was bigger than expected. Slender and soft.
"In fact, you are not stupid. The key is that after you encounter something, the first thing to do is not to immediately respond to that matter, but to judge whether the source of the information is accurate and the purpose of the other party. Think about the cause, and then think about the consequences. Think about everything so that you don’t suffer. Some people think too much and get nothing, but you don’t want to, so you often make mistakes."
"Well, what you said makes sense." Hong Jinqiu's mouth suddenly smiled. She had done wrong things in the past, and others would always scold her and scold her, but few people would give her an analysis and teach her how to do it.
"I remember that when I encounter things in the future, I will think as much as you say, think clearly before doing it, so that I can avoid impulse."
Zhang Yuan didn't know if she could really do it, only smiled and said, "I hope you can really learn from what happened this time."
Seeing Zhang Yuan's unbelief, Hong Jinqiu felt a little unsure herself, and said, "Zhang Yuan, or I will give you a right."
Zhang Yuan curiously asked, "right?"
"Yes." Hong Jinqiu blushed, "You know that I am unavoidably impulsive. Sometimes my brain goes blank when I get excited. At this time... you have the right to hit me."
Zhang Yuan fainted. "The right to beat you?" Zhang Yuan laughed again, Xiao Taimei, if you don't give this right, I also have it. I am your father, um... or stepfather. It is only right for the stepfather to beat his daughter.
"But you can't beat me around."
"Well, I haven't bt the point of beating people."
"Also, next time you do it lightly, my face is still hot now."
"Really?" Zhang Yuan smiled awkwardly. Today, he smoked her twice, and both of them were on the side. At that time, the shot was quite heavy.
"Is it all right? Seriously, do you want to apply some medicine?" Zhang Yuan asked again with concern.
"I don't know, you can help me see it." Hong Jinqiu closed her soft hair, and then turned her face to Zhang Yuan. Under the moonlight, her white face was like a jade carving, which made people's heart beating.
"Yes... this face..." The girl's face was much more beautiful than jade, soft, slippery, warm, and terribly touching.
Hong Jinqiu's face was a little feverish, she didn't have the courage to look at Zhang Yuan, so she had to close her eyes.
"Your fingers are so cold. When you put them aside, the hot pain disappears a lot."
Zhang Yuan didn't know if his fingers could really cool down and relieve the pain, anyway, with this excuse, he could touch Hong Jinqiu's face for a while.
The girl's face is so smooth, and the touch on the belly of her finger is unspeakable. What kind of feeling will it feel if she kisses her lips? It will definitely feel more fragrant and hotter.
Zhang Yuan's fingers swam on Hong Jinqiu's pink face. Neither of them spoke. Hong Jinqiu closed his eyes, while Zhang Yuan admired this beautiful face that was seven-pointed to the Thirteen Sisters, but much tenderer.
That's right, Hong Jinqiu's face is better to touch than her mother's face, more youthful, more real, and more sensual.
Zhang Yuan swallowed his saliva, feeling that his lips were a bit dry. He looked at Hong Jinqiu's soft and soft lips, as if it had a strong gravitational force, sucking his eyes and sucking lips.
"En...Is it better now?" Someone who was ready to be the father of Xiaotaimei abruptly resisted the idea of going to kiss.
"It seems to be much better." Hong Jinqiu finally took the initiative to shrink his face, which made Zhang Yuan's hand emptied, and people wouldn't let you touch it, so there was no excuse to pinch that soft mouth.
Although Zhang Yuan was still a little reluctant, but he felt that it was good to save himself from making mistakes.
But who knows, Hong Jinqiu said again, "Next time you are not allowed to beat people in the face. It's shameful that it's swollen. Next time I'm disobedient, you can just follow my mother's butt."
As soon as Zhang Yuan heard it, his throat was blocked again. It's okay for the thirteenth sister to beat you, but how can I do it.
"That's not good." Zhang Yuan smiled.
"It's not that you haven't beaten it before." Hong Jinqiu threw a tempting white eye with some shame.
"Have I played?" To be honest, Zhang Yuan really couldn't remember.
"Why haven't you beaten it?" Hong Jinqiu's eyes seemed a little hazy.
Zhang Yuan feels wrong, a lone man and a widow, talking about these topics, you can bear it, buddies are more vigorous, this is not terrible, some disobedient guy is looking up again.
"Hehe, I'm in a hurry." Zhang Yuan smiled and wanted to get up and run away quickly.
But who knows that Hong Jinqiu said, "This time I know I was wrong. If you didn't save my mother, I can't forgive myself, but even so, I still can't forgive myself, or this time … Even ten times, OK? Brother Yuan… ”
Is this about to fight? Zhang Yuan swallowed fiercely, and intentionally refused, but when the words came to his lips, it turned into, "Then ten times on one side."